all the blood spilled because
life’s filled with
war of words, not words of wisdom
may i add
that your beauty has captured my soul
and i have given the devil my all
to stand beside you
and shake my head in agreement
because it’s easier to receive the cut
than make you cry
please forgive me
for all my ordinary sins
just as long as you smile once more
and i’ll abolish all the words
that wake the war inside your heart
because spilled blood is a distraction
from all that we have given
to build and capture the beauty
that’s always so easy to erase
but yet never truly absent
look and we’ll always retrieve the way
to the nectar of our home

jacob greb

from “pollution” collection
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